I've been home for about two weeks and while I'd like to think that I'm fully adjusted, my doctor and insomnia say otherwise... But I'm beginning this summer off with a very coy and cautious foot-dip into the waters; just to check the temperature. If I were to plunge in without rational thought I might be swept up in the busy current of my internship in Boston where a friend and I are responsible for the success of this menswear collection; I could get pulled out to sea by my constant conversations with an ex-lover whom I'm not sure what he wants from me. And I can't think about that pesky off-shore current that tries to secretly slip me away from the shore, another boy from my past that hasn't gotten his sh*t together, but might want me? But I want him... I'm not sure he wants me...
Ball and Buck is the name of the company I'm interning with and this weekend all the interns (7 of us) are heading up to Maine with the two founders a bonding weekend.